Two For One

A Day With No Control

The next morning I woke up feeling limb. I tried to move but soon remembered I couldn't, all I could do was watch. I felt lifeless, helpless, it's almost like I can't breathe. I just was there, watching her every move. I felt her every emotion. When she was sad I felt her grief, when she only had a little bit of happiness it went away quickly, all because of what I did years ago. I damaged her.

I saw her pick up a sharp object. Was she doing what I thought she was? I saw tears fall from her eyes and onto her cheeks. She made the first cut and I felt the pain. "STOP.............. STOP PLEASE" I tried to yell but she couldn't hear. I can't believe I'm the reason she's doing this.

I start to feel pain and agony that is not hers but mine. The pain I have caused her is too much to bear. Suddenly she stops and just stops. Falling to her knees she cries and whispers. "I'm so sorry.........GOD please PLEASE..... forgive me... I...I....." All I can do is watch and feel her emotions swell. 

I feel a new emotion, one that feels like regret but not exactly. It's a feeling that stopped her from continuing to cut herself. It was mine.  "Thank you," I say. I know that she cant hear me but I still want to help her.

She slowly got up from the floor and washed her fresh new scars. When she was finished she trudged over to her bed and started to sob into her pillow. Every tear she shed was because of me. 

I MADE HER LIKE THIS